My name is Shen Danggui, an ordinary herbal medicine shop owner.
I have traveled through many worlds - the world of immortality, the entertainment industry, the doomsday wasteland, the Western Fantasy Continent, the cyberpunk city... But I am not a protagonist, and I have no intention of changing my destiny against the will of heaven.
I just find a corner in each world, open a small shop, and live my own little life.
I picked up a down-and-out young man who cultivated immortality, and later he became the number one person in the fairy world; I urged an author who stopped writing, and later he saved the world with his novels; I grew vegetables in the apocalypse and fed the savior who worked hard every day; I took in a young man in black robe who couldn't pay the rent, and later he became a terrifying demon king.
They shine, save the common people, and leave their names in history.
And I just hand them a bowl of hot soup when they are tired, leave a light on, and say "You're back?"
I'm not part of their story.
I'm just passing through their world.
Then I go back, continue to make my soup, dry my medicinal materials, and wait for my next passerby.
Intention: The hero's glory belongs to the world, but fatigue only belongs to the lamp waiting for his return.